Asshole won't even let the hot chick cook in peace

The hot chick was trying to whip up a quick meal, but her asshole boyfriend was all over her like white on rice. He couldn't keep his hands off her curves, pulling her away from the stove every chance he got. 'Just a quickie,' he'd say, his big dick already hard and ready. She'd roll her eyes but couldn't resist his charm. 'Fine, but make it fast,' she'd tease, already feeling the heat between her legs. He spun her around, bending her over the counter in doggystyle, his hands gripping her hips tight. She moaned as he slid into her, her pussy already wet and ready. 'Fuck, you feel so good,' he growled, his thrusts deep and relentless. She bit her lip, trying to focus on the sizzling pan, but his rhythm was too intoxicating. 'Harder,' she gasped, her body arching back to meet his. He complied, his hips slamming against her ass, the sound of skin on skin filling the kitchen. She came hard, her body shaking with pleasure, and he wasn't far behind, his release hot and intense. 'Happy now?' she panted, her body still tingling. He grinned, giving her ass a playful smack. 'For now,' he said, already pulling her back into his arms. She laughed, shaking her head, but couldn't deny the spark between them. 'Alright, let's finish cooking,' she said, her voice breathless. 'But next time, let me cook first, okay?' He chuckled, his hands already wandering again. 'Deal,' he murmured, his lips finding her neck. The hot chick sighed, knowing she was in for a long, delicious night.